My husband read my post about fucking the guy on the street ..

My husband read my post about fucking the guy on the street behind me. He called me from work demanding answers. He wants to know who it is, why I want to fuck him, if I had made plans or not to do so. So many questions all at once. So I asked him a question. “Is your dick hard?” He said, “Yes.” I told him I would let him know the details if I felt like it and that, at the moment, I didn’t feel like it. It’s agony for him and his dick wanting to know the “details.” “The Details” are what drives a true cuck. A true cuck doesn’t need to see his wife fucking a superior man. He lives for the complete total agony of the cuck anxiety, which is waiting for the “details.” This puts my pussy into overdrive because I absolutely love making him squirm at home, wondering if another man is ejaculating in my asshole at that very moment. It's a special feeling for me when I give my pussy or asshole to another man. It’s power. Reducing such a big strong man to a tiny little cuck bowing down in recognition of the fact that my body belongs to a man with a superior cock is so wildly satisfying. Watching him eat his own sperm that he masturbated out of his testicles is a powerful turn-on for me. He does it not because he likes it but because if he doesn’t, then the “details” are off the table. Watching him try not to dry heave when he’s licking his own slimy nut off the palm of his hand lets me know I own my husband even though other men own me. It’s a good marriage. The mental turn-on I get from this puts my pussy into overdrive, and it’s what keeps me looking for a dick on a level that would scare most people. I’m so glad my husband called today. It really makes me want to fuck the dick off the neighbor behind me. I just have to figure out the details.